Last night I could NOT fall asleep. Normally I’m out like a light as soon as my head hits the pillow at 9:00 pm (don’t judge…I get up early). So why the insomnia last night? The night owls in my home kept me up over the Christmas holidays and like a little baby my schedule is off. Those same crazy night owls ran some errands earlier in the evening and while they were out I might have snuck in a short nap (not a good idea). My amazing husband brought me a surprise, a White Chocolate Mocha, which I slurped down like I hadn’t seen coffee for months (definitely NOT a good idea). Plus, my mind was whirling with thoughts, ideas, plans and worries.
Do you ever find yourself WIDE AWAKE late at night? Normally I would watch TV or get on my computer, or organize something.
Last night was a little different. In that quiet moment Jesus tapped me on the shoulder (figuratively, not literally) and said “Hey, I have some things to talk to you about.” It was kind of like when I need to have a “Come to Jesus” meeting with my kids and I tap them on the shoulder and say, “Hey, come into my room, I have some things to talk to you about.” My kids hate it and their dread is evident by all color draining from their face. “Come to Jesus” meetings with my kids are typically hard, but always stem from my love for them.
“Come to Jesus” meetings are the WORST!!
My “Come to Jesus” meeting with Jesus was pretty hard. He spoke some tough words to me. Yet, he poured His love into my heart. His words were soothing to my soul. He reminded me of His grace and peace. He reminded me of important things he wants me to do. He reminded me to rejoice in him, the hope of glory. He also reminded me to rejoice in suffering because suffering produces endurance, character and hope.
Here’s the cool part of the night–this is where it gets AMAZING, INCREDIBLE, STUPENDOUS!!
After a while I began to feel sleepy and decided it was time to go to bed. In my mind the meeting was adjourned. At this point it’s about 12:45 am. Everyone in my house has been asleep for several hours. Just as I’m standing up to go to bed, I hear my oldest son singing loudly from his room upstairs, (confession — at first this scared the living daylights out of me)
He was singing…
Christ Alone, Cornerstone
Weak made strong; in the Saviour’s love
Through the storm, He is Lord
Lord of all
Noah sang these lyrics three times, loudly and then he was quiet.
WHAT IN THE WORLD???? So, Jesus taps me on the shoulder and says I have some things to say. Then, in the middle of the night, he SINGS over me through the beautiful, albeit majorly off key, voice of my son.
“Come to Jesus” meetings are the BEST!!
Whatever you are facing that has your mind spinning in a million directions, whatever has smashed your heart into pieces, however far you might have walked away from the Lord, whatever keeps you up late at night, I hope you will draw near to God and see Him and His glory.
He is singing over you!!!